oh, when the lights
when the lights have left
where will you find your breath?
in all the times you thought you weren't worth it
in all the times that yr lungs were hurting
and longed to put words
to a prayer
but found only air.
we live in a world that is always giving
in a body that is always spilling
out and over into the howl
into the howling wind
this world needs you living
